Lead me to your door.

Listening to: David Archuleta // The Long and Winding Road

"he drifts across dreams on a bed of clouds
and passes right by the ones he loves
they call to him but he can't hear a thing
Instead he keeps on dreaming. and dreaming."

A momentary life is all we have.
such a precious, fragile little thing.

even though I never knew you and have never been associated with you.
just hearing about how your loved ones stuck by you throughout that difficult time.
it touched my soul.

know that your story is inspiring.
know that the above lines are dedicated to you and your legacy.

rest in peace.